Deacon howled into the air as he reached down, lifting her with his hands cupped on her ass and spun around in a tight circle, making her laugh as she clutched his shoulders. Passion filled him as well as the excitement of finding his mate after all these years and all the pain. Carrying her over to the bed, he plopped her down in the middle, her body bouncing on the bed slightly. She winced from the pain, her body sore from Damien's attack, but she wasn't about to stop what she knew was coming. She needed it, craved it even, a release from all the pent-up anxiety. She wanted to feel something other than fear, and Deacon could definitely make her feel.
He spread her legs as he buried his face between her thighs, his tongue gliding over her passion, tasting her wetness as he dug into her h
